Let’s Write a Book Together
Might as well, if it’s going to happen anyway…
Yesterday I pulled Tarot cards and I didn’t share. Now I know why.
What I can tell you is that The Fool was there, and he was walking without a care, with wisdom to share.
He told me I need to collaborate more. Then he stopped and snapped out of his trance, and turned and looked me in the eyes, and said:
“You see Maybelline?”
“Yes, of course, I know Maybelline,” I said.
“No, but do you see her? Like the way I do, right now.” The Fool asked. And then he disappeared.
I take a walk and contemplate these initial pages. I feel a strong connection to Maybelline. She is powerful. Talk about mistaking a book by the cover — the way she is seen by Alia in the first pages is borderline grotesque. But it’s perfect for the story. The characters have layers.
And out jumps Maybelline
Maybelline arrives and all we know is that she is beautiful, brilliant, loyal. A fierce writer, and editor. She comes in and inspects the things that matter, and adjusts them. Like clockwork. She is brutally honest, and maintains order according to her preferences. She’s married to a man named Byron. She gets along very well with Byron’s parents. They all live together in Byron’s parents beach house, which is ample, and luxurious. That said, Maybelline knows how to handle Byron’s jealous ex-girlfriends with ease, and they have trouble letting go of Byron. Alia is an example.
I thought about starting a Medium account to write as Maybelline
That way I could start pretending to comment as her on this page about Byron and the things he does that make her mad and what she is doing to correct them.
The Fool says
Try it.
This is just an initial idea, but I say — feel free to respond in the manner in which you believe Maybelline would to Byron if you were a friend or ghostwriter, or fly on the wall, pizza delivery, whomever — (please define and illustrate using your style) and comment as if the couple were together in person. Scratch that — they could be on the phone. Or texting. Whatever you want. There are examples below in today’s typewritten pages. Be creative. It will probably make it in the book.
It’s worth a try
This exercise could help alleviate the looming inherent pressure to be careful with words. I respectfully say, fuck that. We are writers supporting writers, are we not? Words are our instrument. I say, let’s have fun with this. Take a load off. Kick back. Write whatever you want. Make it about Byron and Maybelline.
And at the end of my typewritten effort, which shall take about 1–2 weeks, I shall wrap this, and typewrite a page dedicated to everyone who participated in the comments. Inspiring dialogue shall make it into the book, and of course, I will give proper credit. If I make a mistake, please remind me of what I need to fix and I will get it right. Or Maybelline will have my head. She’s an editor, remember?
(The images below are scans of the author’s typewritten pages and illustrations from Sunday, January 23rd, 2022. They are archived by date and page number in the top-left. Any illustrations are drawn using Blackwing pencils. All type is printed on Southworth archive quality paper using a Smith-Corona Silent-Super typewriter from the 1950s. The paper is low-acid, watermarked, and date coded for authentication purposes.)














Maybelline — your husband Byron is calling…






